Why is it so hard to reach beyond the conceivable, safe and realistic growth space that’s just a teeny stretch out of our grasp?

Last night I dreamed our house was being torn down. I was sitting in a chair looking out the window and marveling at all the rubble that accumulated. (I know in real life if our house were being torn down, I wouldn’t be sitting in a chair looking out the window. But remember, this is a dream!)